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Dear I love sandy this is for you
written by Genocide Reaper03:23 AM 10/17/04| Oh, boo hoo, I'm so fucking sorry she's dead, another manipulating demon has done herself in before she really got started, sorry I might burn in hell, but at least remorse doesn't drag me down, guilt is weakness, kindness is mistaken for it, but its guilt. Now sob out those fucking eyes and wish you would have tried to tell her all. all about how life can get better, for her, it seems like it only got worse, she was old enough to try and force feelings onto some one else, and telling him how he should be shamed is wrong. Now why don't you do the same as she and get rid of the small talk? Oh demon in the form of a Kid, how did you do it so well? Trick these morons with fradgulent innocence, innocent, you want an innocent? Inocence died when people like her were born. She needed some severity to fix her control freak persona, her problem was she wanted what she didn't deserve, little kid, trying to make us all reverse our opinions, I see through the false suicide, I hear no soul burning in flames, screaming in endless pains, I know you are there. I can hear you on earth, breathing. Your love is for yourself, now we all know it. Can't you express it without whineing with another creative way to use guilt as power!? When you do really grow the guts to do it. I'll be waiting to take your soul, rape it and rip it send you to Hell the right way. Sounds like when you hit the ground, your body will fall to pieces your held together with spite and agony in self inflicted misery if you could have just let it fucking go you wouldn't be doing this over and fucking over fucking over. I'm so sick of you, you suck in my opinon, you could kill me Kid. But My Opinion will never die. Now child, the boogy man is coming. He's in the closet inside your heart, scratching at the door you shut, come on little girl, open up, become the hidous beast you know you are, time for Hell to have another soul to chomp on. Satans waiting, Liliths compelling you to make the choice, keep it up kid, you'll get there soon. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Mars_Phoenix (10-17-2004 - 03:28 AM)
| i was reading some of her stuff...and im inclined to believe she is only faking that she is dead - I agree with you dude. |
by chocoholic22 (10-17-2004 - 03:51 AM)
| the internet is a funny thing.... ya never know what to believe... |
by chocoholic22 (10-17-2004 - 04:02 AM)
| oh yeah and i took the time to read a lot of her stuff. you guys ripped on her a WEE BIT hard. i gotta say, when i was 11, i was a better all-around writer, but this ilovesandy chick has better rhyming than i do. and she is (not was) only 11, actually shes 12 now. |
by maledeth (10-17-2004 - 06:05 AM)
| Hey! You pushed soemone to kill themselves, you fuck! How could you?!.......Well, the weak gotta die sometime, eh!? Hahahahahahaha!!!! |
by maledeth (10-17-2004 - 06:08 AM)
| Oh! And Satan don't accept self-murders, Genocide...I do! Necro-fucking-philiacs!!!! Yeah!! |
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